I Got Mom in Inheritance
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Chapter 27: Flowers Must Be Picked
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 27: Flowers Must Be Picked - Ethan Brooks is a Southridge High senior, six-one, basketball hero of a normal afternoon—until the teacher hands him a phone and the world tilts. His father is in a car accident. At City General, Ava waits outside the ER: black hair, wet eyes, the soft weight of a mother leaning on her son because she has nowhere else to put the fear. The doctor’s line is short. We tried our best....
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Incest Mother Son Anal Sex Cream Pie Lactation Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Spitting Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Hairy
Penetrating the mother’s hairless vagina from behind, the special angle of intercourse made the son’s thrusts tightly against the mother’s vaginal wall every time, and the countless tiny wrinkles scraped the son’s head, making people tremble with pleasure. The son slightly bent his knees to match his mother’s height, so that he could touch his mother’s beautiful legs in stockings every time he swung, and feel the smooth touch from her legs.
“Oh~ just now~ not~ well~ didn’t you say it was just one time~”
The mother squeezed out a sentence with great difficulty, but her charming voice did not sound like she wanted more, and invited her son to be more forceful.
“Slutty mom, your son’s one time is a long time~” he muttered, eyes never leaving her face.
The son was not satisfied with the speed of fucking, so he pinched his mother’s buttocks, moved her beautiful buttocks and long legs back a little, so that she leaned against the wall with her buttocks raised high, which was more convenient for him to thrust.
Raping the lustful beauty in front of him, the son’s two huge testicles kept hitting the mother’s elastic buttocks, and the sound of slapping resounded throughout the sports equipment room. The mixed body fluids that turned into white foam due to friction kept flowing out of the junction of the two people, soaking the whole pantyhose from the inside of the thigh. Under the crazy fucking of the son, the mother was fucked to death. His mouth went dry. Hers didn’t.
“Ah~ son~ ah~ mom~ mom is going to be fucked to death by you~ ah~ so cool~”
“Oh~ mom~ so comfortable~ I~ I’m going to fuck you to death~ oh~ so cool~” he said, rough around the edges.
The son lifted up his mother’s bra, revealing the pair of white and tender 40E huge breasts inside, which kept swinging dazzlingly with his fierce impact. Fearing that he would neglect them, the son quickly stretched out his hands that were originally pinching the beautiful buttocks in pantyhose, grabbed the pair of soft but elastic breasts from the side, and started to play with them wantonly. The beautiful breasts kept changing shape with the movements of his son’s hands, and the two pink nipples on them, pointedly hanging on the tips of the swinging stalactites, were constantly rubbed and pinched by his flexible fingers.